Just as Feng Zhitong finished speaking, Luo Mingdao waved his hand.
"I can't help but think that if you have such skill at the age of twenty-three, you are definitely a gifted person.
In my opinion, you must be at least twenty-five years old.
Lao Qi, what do you think? Do you think I am right or Lao Feng is right?"
Qi Yuanzheng glanced at the portrait of Zhong Kui on his phone again and pondered slightly.
"What Lao Feng said is a bit exaggerated. Under normal circumstances, I still agree with you.
The person who made this painting must be at least twenty-five years old."
Feng Zhitong smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter what we say, since Yan Kelin asked this question, he must know the answer.
And don’t you think about it, if it was a normal situation, why would Yan Kelin need to ask such a question?
It seems that I have a better chance of winning this time."
Qi Yuanzheng looked at Yan Kelin: "Tell me, who is right?"
Yan Kelin gave a wry smile and shook his head.
"They are all wrong. In fact, even I was shocked because the author of this painting is only eleven years old this year!"
The scene suddenly became quiet, and then there was the sound of gasping for air.
Even the three well-informed master-level figures felt very shocked at this moment.
"Eleven years old? Are you mistaken? How is this possible?"
"Yes, how can someone with such a pen-control ability be eleven years old? I can't believe it!"
"If you have any information about him, find it and let's take a look."
The three masters of calligraphy and painting, who had always been calm, all became less calm at this moment.
Simply talking about his young age, or simply looking at this portrait of Zhong Kui, it is considered within the normal category.
But merging the two together is a bit shocking.
Even three calligraphy and painting masters have never seen such a situation.
This is simply a genius in the world of calligraphy and painting, and all three of them had the idea of cherishing their talents at the same time.
If possible, why not accept a closed disciple?
Judging from the potential it shows, he will definitely be a master of calligraphy and painting who can independently support his own school in the future!
Yan Kelin did not dare to neglect. As a final judge, he had the authority to obtain any information about the contestants of the calligraphy and painting competition.
In a short time, Yan Kelin retrieved Fan Tingting's information.
The three masters moved over in an instant, and their movements were so fast that Yan Kelin was startled.
"Fan Tingting, eleven years old, from Qingchuan City..."
Soon, the three of them came to understand Fan Tingting's background, and each of them was so surprised that they were speechless.
"He is actually only eleven years old. He is a genius. He is simply a genius!"
"Remember this name. I want to see her performance in the finals. I hope she won't disappoint us!"
"Didn't you notice? This little girl is not a disciple of any famous master at all, she is just an ordinary training class student.
If you can reach this level in a training class, if you train them properly, that would be amazing!"
Luo Mingdao's words made Qi Yuanzheng and Feng Zhitong's eyes light up at the same time.
Feng Zhitong rushed to say: "If such talents continue to stay in a small place like Qingchuan City, they will be too buried.
I am willing to contribute a small amount to the development of the calligraphy and painting industry and teach young girls for free!"
Qi Yuanzheng was a very steady person, but now his face turned red and veins popped out on his neck.
"Old Feng, what you are doing is unethical.
This kid is from our southeastern province. When it comes to contributing, I, a local, come first.
How can I trouble you? So I have control over this little girl!"
The person inside originally wanted to say something, but seeing this situation, he could only sigh.
He felt that if he interfered again, Qi Yuanzheng would dare to risk his life!
Feng Zhitong said nonchalantly: "People are divided into regions, but the art of calligraphy and painting has no geographical restrictions.
What’s wrong with me not being from the Southeast Province, it doesn’t stop me from supporting the younger generations!”
"Bah, you just fell in love with this little girl, you are so shameless!"
"Well, you old man, I originally wanted to give it to you, but if you say so, I'll take it!"
Yan Kelin on the side looked dumbfounded and speechless.
At the same time, I felt ashamed of myself. It was so irritating that people are so much more powerful than others.
I remember when he became a disciple of Qi Yuanzheng, it took more than a month of hard work before he got what he wanted!
Look at this eleven-year-old girl, being snatched over by two calligraphy and painting masters!
Luo Mingdao quickly pulled Qi Yuanzheng and Feng Zhitong away.
"The two old men are neither ashamed nor ashamed.
It’s too early to say anything now, you are just wishful thinking and it depends on what the little girl wants!”
Qi Yuanzheng and Feng Zhitong both snorted, not convinced by each other.
All works will be taken away by the staff in the venue where the preliminaries are held.
The contestants left the venue one after another.
Fan Tingting and the four of them all returned to Yang Haoran.
Due to battery issues on her mobile phone, Fan Tingting turned off the live broadcast when she walked out of the venue.
Before it was shut down, a lot of messages cheering for Fan Tingting appeared in the live broadcast room.
"The painting is great. Although I don't know how to calligraphy and painting, I think it looks amazing."
"You don't know anything about calligraphy and painting, but you want to talk about football? I know a thing or two about it. Believe me, this level will amaze the world. There is no problem in making it to the finals."
"To hell with those who say nasty things, Tingting, we support you!"
"I have locked the position of the air that fights the world. As long as the result of the game comes out, I will immediately pull Rexiang to him!"
Fan Tingting just glanced at it briefly and didn't pay too much attention.
"Brother, do you think we can really make it to the finals? Why do I feel a little nervous?"
Yang Haoran laughed: "What's there to be nervous about? As long as you don't make any mistakes, entering the finals will be as easy as eating and sleeping.
Unless the judges are blind, it will definitely pass."
The judges' eyes are not really blind, and they are all very energetic.
All entries are sent to the judges' office.
Due to the reduced number, machine grading was canceled this time and was completely reviewed manually.
In order to ensure fairness, a work must be cross-reviewed by at least three judges.
Fan Tingting and their works appeared in front of the first judge Xia Shutian.
Xia Shutian frowned: "Fan Tingting? What a familiar name!"
The judge Pang Heqiang next to him laughed.
"It is indeed familiar. Don't you know that it was she who refused Master Dai's offer to accept a disciple in public?"
Xia Shutian looked surprised: "It turns out to be her, no wonder she looks so familiar."
Pang Heqiang kept shaking his head: "What a great opportunity, I don't know how to cherish it.
In my opinion, you just don't know how to praise him. I heard that Master Dai is still depressed because of this incident.
If he is allowed to see Fan Tingting's works again, he will definitely feel uncomfortable."
Xia Shutian's eyes lit up: "It would be great if we don't let him see it!"